nablopomo: bravery;

nablopomo: bravery;

November 13, 2012 · by · in ,

Because the last thing I have time for is an additional 50,000 words, but even I can commit to a prompt a day.

What is the bravest thing you’ve ever done?
“Bravery” is a difficult concept for me to relate to. I was always what I guess you could call a physically timid child, never one for climbing frames or adventurous play (there’s a slightly humiliating picture of me on a jungle gym up Elgin way as a child, clinging gamely to the first level so my mother could take a picture – it was as far as I went). But when it comes to the sort of things that people are traditionally scared of, I’m rarely fazed. I just do what I do, and it’s only when other people point it out to me I go “oh, yeah, that was kind of a big deal”.

It means you couldn’t pay me to go on a rollercoaster, but I’ll happily travel halfway around the world on my own without a second thought (while my mother, back in Scotland, tears her hair out).

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Lissie Does Melbourne, Australia; still wears that scarf.

Does it count as bravery, though, if you’re not feeling the fear and doing it anyway? Because in that case, finally putting myself forward for psychotherapy after 29 years and several false starts probably takes it.

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